Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 269 Funeral ([-])

Beg her forgiveness.

"Please, don't love me, don't hate me, please, I can't live without you."

Facing Wan Chengming's humbleness, Fei Lanyan, who had his back turned to him, remained indifferent and never gave Wan Chengming any response.

In Wan Chengming's view, it was Fei Lanyan who rejected him.

She hates him, and she doesn't want to go back to him.

Do not!
No!
She wanted to stay by his side and love him for eternity!

Wan Tengming desperately suppressed the regret that filled his heart, and walked towards Fei Lanyan firmly, "Even if you hate me, I can't let you go."

So what if you hate him?She is destined to be his, and can only be his, so don't even think about running away!

"You hate me, I hate myself too."

Wan Tengming wished he could kill himself, he hated himself why he couldn't be more determined when facing Fei Jiluan's control.

He hated himself even more for being incompetent.

It was his innocence that made the two of them come to this point.

However, no matter what, he didn't want to let go!
Can't let go!

Wan Qiming walked to Fei Lanyan and raised his hand to touch her hair, but suddenly stopped in mid-air and began to tremble violently.

He saw half of her burned cheek.

He saw the faint knife wound on her heart.

He saw her head hanging limply by the tub, her eyes closed, and her lifeless appearance.

Wan Tengming's trembling hands brushed gently from the burn on her cheek to the knife wound on her heart one by one, feeling so distressed that it couldn't be more painful.

No wonder, no wonder she didn't give him even the slightest response.

Wan Tengming's internal strength is so deep, he felt sad and blamed himself at this moment, finally found out that something was wrong with Fei Lanyan.

Too quiet.

There was no breathing, no pulse, the beating of the heart.

Everything proves that she is dead.

really dead.

It was as if someone had hit my heart with a heavy hammer, and the dull pain quickly swept through my limbs. The pain was so painful that I was unable to back up and almost fell to the ground.

died?

Do not!don't want!

Wan Qiming's whole body was shaking violently. He stumbled forward and lay down beside the tub. The light in his eyes was astonishing, "Yan'er, Yan'er, are you okay? You want to punish me. You are pretending to be right." wrong?"

Wan Tengming hugged Fei Lanyan tightly, her handsome face was pressed against her burned left cheek, and she could clearly feel the unevenness on it.

"You can punish me however you want, but, but it can't be like this, I won't be able to stand it, come back alive, can you talk to me?"

Fei Lanyan in his arms let him hold her tightly, no matter how tightly he hugged her, she never felt as tender and painful as before.

Wan Tengming was deeply aware that what was in his arms was a corpse, a corpse without a trace of life.

His heart seemed to be grabbed and torn by a big hand, making it difficult for him to breathe, tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Hearing the desperate and sad howling and crying like wild beasts from the room, the four servant girls who were struggling ceaselessly stopped slowly.

They are the clearest witnesses of the details of the two people being together. The sadness that filled the surroundings weighed on everyone's heart. It makes people look a little helpless.

Wan Tengming gently took Fei Lanyan out of the tub, and kissed her brows and eyes, her still soft red lips, and her slender fingers with nostalgia.

He carefully dressed her, dressed her,
(End of this chapter)